*Meadow*
He dropped down to his knees and shifted effortlessly, I found myself caught by the beauty of his transformation. He was much larger than the other werewolves and Cara said it was the alpha bloodline running through his veins. There was a sense of royalty and elegance in the way he moved and each part of his grey fur shined.
And there he stood at the edge of the bed and he huffed a few times, his paw scratching his maw. I slowly crawled the sheets towards him and reached to scratch him with a smile. I knew this was a trick to present himself less scary to me and I appreciated the gesture. He licked my hand and I took a deep breath. "It's ok Caleb, let him out," I said and he gave a step back and lowered his head.